Why am I looking at something I can't have
Why am I torturing myself this way
Drawn like a moth to a flame
A desire never quenched
My apetit for something other than what I have
This seems to be a constant struggle
A reoccurring theme
What does it all mean
What's the lesson in this
Will I ever have pure bliss
Satisfaction with what is in front of me
Not always craving the fruit from another tree
Why is my apetit insatiable
Perhaps these cravings are natural
Hmmmmm food for thought.....
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